Z-ro - Within Myself lyrics

[Hook] I really appreciate, my friends For being b**h a** n***as, made me appreciate the n***a within myesef Ain't no love, I won't pretend it's felt I know you n***as wanna spend my wealth, (but I ain't f**ing wit ya) I really appreciate, my friends For being b**h a** n***as, made me appreciate the n***a within myself So don't run up, cause I'll defend myself I'm trying to live not to be seeing my d**h, (so I ain't f**ing with ya) [Z-Ro] Friends, just ain't friends no mo' So all that one hundred my n***a, can C-Walk up out the do' It's so cold, the way the partnas do a partna when he broke Show no love, therefor my love ain't in the hood no mo' [Trae] Like we ain't peep the sh**, for what it is Why the f** they riding with us, now we ain't come up as kids I see right through em, so I'm quick to get my mug on And when they try me, I'll be quick to get my slug on [Z-Ro] Remember we use to live in the drug zone, Ridgevan n***a respect my residence, or get one in your wig man Z-Ro the Crooked done learned his lesson, depending on his people they no-shows Won't even help a n***a change a flat tire, unless I got some 4's [Trae] So ain't no being friendly f** friendly, better get they a** away And everytime I hit the block, I'm out of my trunk with the AK Telling n***as back away, before they put me in my mood Dude it'll be best to not know me, I ain't the one to use [Z-Ro] b**h n***as I use to call my dogs, and even aces Can't escape me cause I'm everywhere, I see the worry in they faces Mad cause a n***a making it, can't crush a n***a pride Cause I'm an instrument to this rap game, like brail letters to the blind [Trae] I appreciate these b**h n***as, for showing me the way The mob patrol up in this b**h, and all the roaches getting sprayed sh** be crazy, they only roll the way they quick to hit the show But when you broke and out of your do', they out the do' ready to go [Z-Ro] Long as they don't come back no mo', it's all gravy Cause I've been falling out, with so many mo'f**ers lately Remember when, my records didn't spin and I ain't had no ends Y'all n***as ain't f** with me, I'm one deep till the world end [Trae] And I swear to God, it's still f** them n***as If I wasn't worked up seven figgas, they wouldn't f** around with this n***a They wouldn't be by my side, they wouldn't be screaming Trae They wouldn't be in my mix, that's why I keep they a** away [Hook]